"Who-who are you..."

I can't believe I'm doing this

"She needs to know, you can't just keep making up excuses. It's been more than a year!"

I just don't want to hurt you again

"What do you want..."

"Hurt her?? You're killing her! You're making everyday harder for her and she's bound to find out some day! She's not gonna move on! You can't keep protecting her from the shadows!"

I know that... but it's better to hide than getting you involved in this with me

"No! You're just scared she'll hate you! Scared she'll leave you! Because you're a killer!- No! You're a coward!"

"I asked you who you are!"

I know that damn well Dicky-bird, and yah, ima hella coward... but its better than a risk of losing you

"Why won't you tell her? It's that simple of a question! Just go!"

Its not that I don't want to...

"What stopping you? What is it that you don't want her to see? Is it that gun you wield? Or is it the shadows that you're bringing over Gotham now?"

I don't want to you to see any of those

"Listen, I know how you feel right now about her, I know you're scared for her, but being gone for over a year now, and refusing to let her know you're a alive, is hurting her more than those bullets in your gun"

I know... and I want to be with you again, but seeing the changed me now, the murderer I am now, might hurt you more than it will when I was gone

"You need to tell her, I know you've been wanting to too, I know you love her, and I know it's killing you too"

I miss you

"... (Y/n)..."

"You?!... How do you know my name?!"

"She loves you, and you know that damn well, so if she loves you, she'll understand... and she always has, so stop making her suffer for what you decided to do"

"How do you know me?!"

You're right...

"*inhale... exhale...* it's me (y/n)"

"This ain't your fault, so don't be so hard on yourself, even if she does hate you, you'll at least be a peace with yourself yah?"

This "is" my fault bird brain, and she has every right to hate me, and just as much as every right to know who I am.

"I don't... Who... who are..."

"It's okay... don't cry"

I might as well just kill myself after this

"No..."

"(Y/n)... It's me..."

I step forward

"It's me, Jason"